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That night, it didn’t matter if others slept well or not. After messing around with Bo Yanching, Nan Jiaojiao fell asleep in a minute.

After a whole day of exhaustion and being at home, both her body and mind were drained, yet relaxed, creating a sense of comfort and ease with less vigilance.

Mist Garden, apart from her own home, is where she feels most at ease. Jiang Yu has always pampered her, without the family elder’s strict rules about fixed meal times. Whenever she wakes up is when she eats.

The curtains weren’t completely drawn, daylight streamed through the gaps between the curtains and landed on Nan Jiaojiao’s eyelids. She simply turned over, pressing a pillow half onto her face. Lying there for a while, sleepiness gradually faded, and she instinctively reached over to find no one.

Bo Yanching was no longer in bed.

She grabbed her phone to check the time, tousled her hair a couple of times, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

The morning frost was thick; Mist Garden is filled with flowers and greenery, making it cooler than outside. Nan Jiaojiao didn’t change out of her pajamas, only draping a loose long coat over herself.

In the dining room, it wasn’t just Bo Yanching present. Pei Dongshi had arrived at some unknown time. The two men had different breakfasts in front of them, sitting diagonally opposite each other, leaving three or four empty seats in between, speaking softly and pleasantly.

Upon hearing footsteps, both men turned their heads to see a little mess dragging slippers, eyes still half-closed. Pei Dongshi frowned disdainfully, “Even at home, you should pay some attention to your appearance. Someone who doesn’t know might think you just came back from begging at a subway entrance.”

Nan Jiaojiao casually threw him a glance, and just as she raised her hands, she was caught by the man’s embrace. She leaned into his chest, rubbed against him with her eyes closed, and after waking up a bit, she got energized. Nestled in Bo Yanching’s arms, she teasingly looked at Pei Dongshi, “I’m already married off; why should I care about my image? Every day when Bo Yanching opens his eyes, he sees me like this, and he doesn’t mind.”

Pei Dongshi sneered, “Reckless just because you’re young.”

“What about it?” Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows high. “I’m not only young, but I also have love. Unlike you, an empty-nest elder who dresses up as if you could walk the runway at any time but still haven’t found love.”

Pei Dongshi was so angry his breath nearly stuttered. He knew this girl had a sharp tongue, especially when someone was backing her up, yet he couldn’t resist bickering with her so early in the morning.

Feeling indignant, unable to win the argument, he turned to Bo Yanching, “You’re not going to do anything about her?”

Do about what? Bo Yanching’s eyes never left Nan Jiaojiao.

Clearly a late-stage love-struck patient.

“No need to do anything. She’s great this way, so adorable.”

Bo Yanching ruffled her hair, Nan Jiaojiao looked up, eyes closed, pouted her lips with a big, smiling face.

Her round face full of collagen, puffed her cheeks playfully like a cartoon character, irresistibly charming.

Bo Yanching’s eyes were full of smiles, “What do you want for breakfast?”

Nan Jiaojiao asked lazily, “What’s available?”

“Sandwiches, bagels, seafood porridge, soy milk with fried dough sticks, and stuffed buns with soy sauce meat.” Bo Yanching honestly listed everything for her.

The sandwich is likely what Pei Dongshi will eat. He usually just makes do with quick things like a sandwich.

The steaming items suit Jiang Yu’s taste; Nan Jiaojiao was raised on Chinese food, preferring hot breakfasts. She knows exactly what Mist Garden offers for breakfast, but deliberately asks anyway.

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